All language subtitles for renegade_s04e18_love_hurts

Hey, little sister.

Hi, honey.

You lonely?

Yeah, you know it. What's the annual
charge?

$6 ,000 on the note.

Keeping yourself nice and cozy, Lafonso,
so you don't pass go and you don't

collect $200.

What about my $200?

Hey, you. You set me up. Damn straight.

Yeah, brother, you got a weakness for
redheads, remember?

$200.

Hey, take it easy.

Hey, sis killer.

What kind of job you running here?

This ain't no police station.

Where are you taking me? Gotta get
something out of my office. Oh, that's

against my constitutional rights.
Picking up with the founding fathers.

minute. Hold.

Wrap your hands around the pole. Let's
go. Come on.

Now,

if you should make any noise, I'm going
to introduce you to the latest fad.

Brain piercing.

He was a cop and good at his job, but he
committed the ultimate sin and

testified against other cops gone bad.

Cops that tried to kill him, but got the
woman he loved instead.

Framed for murder, now he prowls the
badlands.

An outlaw hunting outlaws. A bounty
hunter.

A renegade.

Amanda, I can't believe it's you.

That's some welcome.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Oh, it's so good to see you. What are
you doing here?

I wanted to surprise you. Well, you
have.

Oh, this is fantastic.

Oh, darn.

What's the matter? Well, Shia's not
here. She's on vacation in Hawaii.

Oh, what a shame.

Well, it's okay. You know what? You're
here. We're going to have a blast. But

you've got to tell me why you're here.

Well, that is another surprise.

Bobby!

This is my surprise.

I drove pretty down here, all the way
from Arizona.

Who's that?

Some homeless guy chained himself to a
pole out there. No, it's actually one of

my clients.

Really? Oh, God, Bobby, I can't believe
what you do for a living.

Well, you get to see it from the inside.
Come on, let's go.

What a rush, man.

Oh, so Bobby, are there actual criminals
walking around the police station?

I mean, what are they like? Can you talk
to them?

Do they frisk you?

What is going on?

I don't know, but I want you two to stay
right here and wait for me.

Come on, can't we go in?

Absolutely not.

Isn't this exciting?

Hey, Lyle, what's all the feeding
frenzy, huh? We're waiting for a break

psycho rapist.

Oh, that's the guy who does his victims
in their own bedroom, huh? That's the

one. You know, I'm thinking about
calling him the boudoir rapist.

Nice line. Oh, I thought so.

You know, these bozos in blue, they
can't get a thing on him. Well, don't

They will. Take care. Yeah.

Let's see. What else on the colorful
minister's show?

Yeah, I gave you all the people.

What about does it? Well, I guess he's
all yours.

All right.

What are you doing here? I told you to
wait for me in the car.

Go to the bathroom.

Who's your new operative there, Bob?

Denny, this is Brittany, my cousin.
Brittany, Denny Martin.

Hi. How you doing? Getting better.

You know where Sugar?

You look better with red hair.

Not for your styling tips. Where do you
want him?

You bring him up to Jerry.

All right, I'll be right back. Come on.

At least consider Henry.

Get off me, Jerry!

What a charmer.

So, uh...

Well, you're Shai's cousin?

Yeah, just came up here to go to
college.

Uh -huh.

Um, you wouldn't happen to know of any
clubs or anything like that, would you?

Sure, yeah, I do.

You know, you should come out with me
and my friends tonight.

I can't. Um, family things.

All right, we're out of here.

What happened?

Well, pretty, you might be my lucky
charm. You see, Mr.

Lafonzo Shack is wanted in the state of
Kentucky for burning down a bowling

alley, which gives us an extra 10 Gs.

Right on. Let's go spend it.

You got it, Denny. Talk to you later.
All right. I'll see you soon, Bonnie.

Bye -bye.

Oh, Robert, it's so lovely.

Anne, this is just the beginning.

What do you mean?

Well, as of Wednesday morning, I start
as a freshman at San Diego State.

For the next four years, I am going to
be right in your backyard.

Four years?

You can't tell me that you are still
holding a grudge about those stupid

earrings. Well, they were kind of
expensive, Brittany.

Well, it was kind of an accident.

Good evening. My name is Jason. I'll be
your server for the night. May I take

your order?

Mother, this evening is on me, so order
anything your little heart desires.

Thank you, darling.

I'll have the gazpacho and the grilled
salmon, please.

Pretty. And we'll have a dozen of these
ham -a -ham oysters with some of that

black stuff on the side.

Caviar? That's the junk.

And, well, you know, I'd like a surf and
turf sort of thing, and I know it's not

on the menu, but maybe you guys could
put two things together.

I'm sorry, I have to charge it for both.

Oh, that's fine.

And for you, Mr. Sixkiller.

I'm not hungry.

That was scrumptious.

Oh, the caviar.

Salty.

Pretty, you follow us in the Jag. I'm
going to ride with Robert.

Okay.

All right, Mom, let's have it. What?

You know, I get a strange feeling that
you want to talk to me about something.

Go right ahead, Mom.

Bobby, there's a lot about Pretty you
don't know.

Oh, I bet.

Oh, this is no joke.

She might as well have spent the last
nine years in reform school.

Your Aunt Rachel?

Fell in with his fundamentalist group.
It's been very hard on Brittany.

Hard in what way?

No dates.

Couldn't even go out with friends. Had
to come straight home after school.

Well, how did you get her mom to let her
go to college like that?

I told Rachel that if she didn't, she'd
probably lose Brittany forever.

Bobby, if she steps over the line, and
she will, cut her some slack, okay?

Don't worry, Mom, I will.

Tomorrow we're going to have blueberry
pancakes.

Have you guys heard of that club, the
Drill Press? I don't want you to go to

that club.

Wait a minute. Something's wrong.

My alarm has shut off.

Stay here a sec, ladies.

You okay, buddy?

You can track him with a computer and a
fax?

Can you really find our burglar like
this?

Well, uh, I'm not sure he's a burglar.

You meet the most delightful people in
your field.

Maybe our mystery has just been solved.

Well, wait a minute, Mom. You see, he's
one of the, uh, good guys.

Mom? Yeah.

Mom. Mom, this is Vince Black. He works
for me. Vince?

Amanda Sixkiller.

Pleased to meet you, ma 'am.

Sorry about the gunplay.

Not a problem.

Listen, we're going to have a barbecue
this evening. I'd love for you to join

us. I'd love to, but I can't.

Scared off by a little vandalism? What
vandalism is that?

Well, that's why I wanted to talk to
you. You see, I have a little problem.

Well, why don't we talk about it
outside?

Outside? Nice to meet you, Mrs.
Sixkiller.

Very nice meeting you, Vince. Thanks.

What is this all about, huh? You won't
even come to dinner when you don't like

my mom?

Will you stop taking it the wrong way? I
was just thinking about her.

The less she knows about Vince Black and
Rena Raines, the better off she is.

Point well taken. Right? So, what
happened at the house?

Well, after we had come home from
dinner, I noticed somebody had broken

Anything taken? This is no ordinary
burglary.

This guy was looking for something
special.

So where do we start?

With this.

Out of all our old bounties that are
back out on the street, I've narrowed it

down to these three. Why don't you start
with this guy named Porter? All right.

I'll take care of him.

You just go have a good time with Mom.

Yeah, I will.

Go call me, okay?

Uh, I thought today was your day at the
beach.

Beach day from hell?

Hi. Hi. I'm Brittany.

I'm Normandy.

Who was that?

Vince Black. He works for me.

Married. Got nine kids.

So, tell me about the day at the beach.

Well, the jag stalled out and I couldn't
get it started. And, of course, we have

no cell phone, so I had to learn how to
hitch a ride.

Well, I can see how you did that.

And, of course, these guys in
California, give them a sweet little

suddenly they think you're getting
married.

So, how about it? So how about what?

Well, can you go pick up Aunt Mandy's
car?

Excuse me, but I have a job. I've got
things that I have to do. Wait a minute.

We were supposed to go shopping this
afternoon.

Yeah, and I've got to start school the
day after tomorrow.

And I do have to get back to Arizona.

All right, all right, go shopping. Go,
just go.

Unfortunately, we don't have a car.
Well, Mama, take the Hummer.

Thanks, Shannon. Yeah.

Who are you?

What's on the special?

I hope it's you.

Why don't you try the game hand?

Freshly killed.

Come on, Lloyd. Let's go.

Hmm, where am I, huh? Triple A?

Oh, your car broke down?

Oh, let me get it for you. Oh, you have
a flat tire.

Let me fix it for you. You don't want to
be a piece of junk.

Yeah? Bobby, your problems are over.

I nailed Porter.

He copped to it?

No, not really. But it's a pretty good
bet. The guy's a fairly decent break -in

artist. Which explains how he got
through the alarm system.

Yep.

I'll meet you back at the office.

You sure you're holding the right end of
that thing, lady?

Clean up the ashes.

Yes, ma 'am.

All right, where is she? Where's that
little precious niece of yours?

Freddie will be back any minute.

Who's this?

Lloyd Porter, I think. Hey, Bobby.

Lloyd? Your friend Mr.

Black dropped him off.

I insisted on watching him.

Oh. Hey, did you get my Jaguar all
right?

Well, um...

Oh, hi, Bobby.

Don't you hi me, you little vixen. Whoa,
whoa, whoa.

What did I do? I just got run off the
road by one of your psycho boyfriends.

That's what you did.

No way.

Yes way. It sure wasn't this guy.

And just where is my Jaguar?

It's in the garage.

What's it doing there?

It's got a blown transmission.

And a wrecked exhaust with $4 ,000 worth
of body work. You see, I was driving

down the road minding my own business.
This guy was trying to run me off the

road and I had to pull in this area and
I was skidding all over the place.

Mom, you should have seen him. He was
slamming me and crashing into me like

bumper cars for keeps.

And that's what happened to me.

It's okay, Bobby. I'm just glad you're
all right.

Thanks.

All right, pal. Here we go.

You better call your friend Vince.

What for?

Get him after the other men on your
list.

They're more likely possibilities than
Brady's admirers. Yeah, well, I'll do

that later, Mom, after I go ahead and
file him, okay? I'm going with you.

Well, good, because I want to keep an
eye on you. Up. Let's go. Come on.

Hey, Bobby, you're working some
overtime, huh? This is Lloyd Porters.

mail fraud conviction.

Fled while on bail, pending appeal.

I'll run them through for you. Come over
here.

Bye.

It was nice seeing you again.

Pretty.

That's the way out.

You don't have to do this kind of thing.
You know what I mean? There. Isn't that

better? Yes, Mom. Much better. Thank you
very much.

I'm so glad Cheyenne could get away. Did
she go with a friend?

No. A male friend?

Absolutely not.

Why not?

What do you mean, why not?

Well, because it's not right. It's not
like her. I know Cheyenne. She's always

wanted a family and children. One day
she will have family and children. Don't

worry. When and with whom?

Is she seeing someone?

What do you mean by that?

I mean, is she in love with someone she
can't have?

Is that what's stopping her?

Gosh, I'm hungry. I bet you are, too.
Peanut butter jelly sandwich. Here we

You like a big glass of milk, Mom?

Big one.

Double banana.

Want to play Russian roulette?

Say goodnight, Ricky.

Mom, you make the best ribs in the whole
wide world. Oh, thank you. One day

maybe I'll be able to see your ribs
again.

I'm going to go get a jump on these
dishes.

You know what I'm thinking?

I was thinking about where we could go
have dinner tomorrow night.

How about nature's garden?

Nature's Garden?

That's a place where they got, like,
soybean burgers and bean sprouts.

Oh, yeah, Mom. Sounds like my kind of
place.

Maybe it should be.

Well, now, wait a minute. I haven't
gained that much weight now, have I,

You've got to take care of yourself,
Robert. Your father had to watch

too. Yes, but Dad had you to do that for
him.

Yes, and you could have someone, too, if
you really wanted.

I haven't met the right person, okay?
Oh, please.

You lead exactly the life you think you
want.

And what do you mean by that?

Oh, look at you. You live in a beautiful
house. You lead a swashbuckling life

that 99 % of the male population envies.
No, no, you said the life I think I

want. Now, what do you mean by that?

This is all fine for a 19 -year -old
fraternity boy.

But you're long past that. I should
think you would want more out of your

on the planet.

I'll go get started on the kitchen.

So I'm going to take off, okay?

Well, wait a minute, young lady. It is
10 .30.

Oh, come on, Bobby. I haven't been out
since I got here.

You're here to go to college.

Exactly. Not a nunnery. Come on. I'll be
careful. I promise.

All right.

I want you to take this. This belongs to
Shy. It's her personal phone. Keep it

on you at all times. So please be
careful.

Cool.

All right. I'm going to go get dressed.

Krister, hey, it's me, Peter, the guy
with the surfboard and the puppy. I'll

at that party tonight.

Hope you come.

This is Little Patrol Press.

Midnight, Peter.

Ooh, email.

Excellent. We are rolling now.

Literature.

Getting ready to go out, getting
dressed.

What are you wearing? Maybe nothing at
all.

I can see you there now, naked.

Or almost. I can...

Feel that perfect body and start to
imagine what I'm going to do to it.

And how I'll...

So

you've never done this before, huh?

I find that very hard to believe.

So how do you like it, Earl?

Nice and gentle?

Hey, Earl.

Let's get kinky.

So, I'm off.

Well, you look great, pretty.

Thanks, Bobby.

So, is Vince having any luck with those
escaped bounties?

Well, he's caught two, and he's got a
damn good lead on another one.

Yeah. I got Earl. Your problems are
over. Great, pal.

I really do appreciate it. Thank you.

Yeah. What's he wanted for, anyway?

Earl learned how to skim credit card
numbers from online merchandising sites.

real high -tech wizard.

What a world.

Listen, I'll talk to you tomorrow.

Thanks.

Go ahead, Brady. Go. Have a good time.

Thank you.

How to be young again.

Brittany, you forgot the phone.

Wait.

Yeah. What's wrong with you? Your mom
sent you to bed without supper?

Hey, man, I got jumped last night, all
right?

At the house?

Yeah, at the house.

What happened to the old phrase, like, a
man's home is his castle?

What about your mom and Brittany?

Oh, Brittany was out and mom was already
to bed. Listen, you know what? We got

to catch this guy.

You think maybe we're fishing up the
wrong stream?

If it's not a bounty, who is it? I don't
know. The competition, maybe. Who have

we scooped? Nick Biagi?

Never. Arnold Minskoff?

Retired to Brazil.

The Portero takedown.

Sam Ladd. Yeah, he almost killed us on
the spot.

Well, listen, you can start tracking
him.

I'll go ahead and park my family, and
I'll catch up to you later, okay?

You got it.

Mom, you have to have at least one night
on the town.

I mean, you cleaned my house, you washed
my clothes, you ironed my shirts, and

you held my bounties at bay.

And unfortunately, I ruined your car, so
you at least have to go out and have

some fun.

What did you have in mind?

Your kind of evening.

Oh, no.

I made all the arrangements myself, you
know.

An early dinner at the Beau Ravage, and
then tickets to the symphony.

Why doesn't he just go ahead and lock us
in the basement?

I made these arrangements for Mom and
not for you, Bridie, okay?

Well, that is becoming quite apparent.

That's all right, Bridie.

It sounds delightful,

Robert. Good.

Then the both of you will have a grand
time.

Just the both of us? Well, I can't go.

Oh, I have to work. I got a lot of
things to do, Mom. Sorry.

What a way to treat your mother.

Well, if he doesn't want to go,
Bridie... It's not that I don't want to

He's just a busy man.

All right, I'll go.

I'll go.

We'll go together. We'll have fun
together. Is everybody happy? Yes. Yes.

We'll have to take both cars, though,
because I may have to come back and do a

little more work early. All right?

Only if I get to pick the restaurant.

Yeah.

So Bay City holds its breath, waiting to
see who'll be assaulted next in her own

bedroom. Meanwhile, the police
department sits scratching its head,

the identity of the boudoir rapist.

I'm Warren Lyle at City Hall.

Absolutely. On the rauncher, straight
up. No ice.

You got it.

How's Brittany?

Oh, fine. She'll be ready this year.

Want to bet?

Cheers. Salute.

Honey, I... Me first.

I'm sorry about what I said to you.

Your personal life is none of my
business.

Mom, it's okay. I asked.

I just am never sure what to say to you,
Robert. Or rather, when to say how much

and what to say and when to shut up.

Mommy did just fine.

Well, not always.

I wanted so desperately to be a good
mother to you.

I just was never sure how to play it. It
just tore me up.

Oh, Mom, you just never said anything.

How I wish I had, but I had only been
married to your father for a few months

and... I wasn't your real mother.

And I was an Anglo.

Mom,

give me that.

You did just fine. I don't think anybody
else could have done such a great job

as you.

Sibelius, anyone?

Well, listen, Rudy, exactly where are we
going? Because I don't remember any

restaurants in this area.

Oh, we just opened.

What kind of food do they serve?

They have a raw bar and sides of beef.

We're a long way from nature's garden.

Where are we?

Busters.

We don't have today.

Really? Well, let's go. Because we're
not. Let's go.

Go ahead and slow down, okay? Take it
easy.

You don't have this kind of stuff in
Flagstaff?

As a matter of fact, they do.

take care of some business, okay? I'll
meet you back at the house.

You got this?

Okay.

I swear, sir, I'm going to take you to
post.

You know, the beach is there. They got
black sand.

I ain't kidding. It's volcanic or some
crap.

Sam?

Sixkiller? Hey, Sam.

Man, they let anyone in here.

We want to talk to you, Sam.

Yeah, well, I only got one thing to say
to you, Sixkiller.

Goodbye.

Come on, who stirred you guys up?

Somebody's out to get me. I want to know
who it is.

You're our prime suspect.

You got an alibi for the last couple of
nights?

I was with my wife.

Exactly where was this?

Maternity ward.

St. Helena's Hospital.

Dr. Langer did the delivery.

It was a bear, too.

Not a souvenir.

I love college.

Oh, my God.

Call Bobby. I left the phone in the
club.

Come on, let's go get it.

Hey, wait, there's a cop over there
under that light.

Maybe he can help us get a tow truck or
the auto club or something.

Let's just call Robert.

Okay, tell you what. You go in and make
the phone call. I'm going to see if he

can help us out or something.

All right.

Oh, my God.

Brittany. It's me, Denny Martin. Do you
remember me? We met at the station

house. Oh, my God. Denny scared me to
death.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to. Are you okay?

Car trouble.

Come on. I'll tell you what. I'll give
you a drive home. You can deal with your

car in the morning.

Thanks. Oh, but can we stop and get my
aunt? She's at Buster's. Oh, yeah. No

problem. Come on.

Wow. I've never been in a police car
before.

Kind of spooky.

Really?

Oh, wait. The club's back that way.
Yeah.

No, but my aunt's back there. We've got
to go get her. I'll tell you what. I'm

going to ask the questions here, all
right?

You're under arrest.

What? What are you talking about?

Some people.

No respect for the law.

So by that time, she'd been in labor for
41 hours.

I figure I gotta take a break. All
right, all right, all right, Sam, I

you.

But if anything should be different, I'm
telling you. I'm telling you the truth.

I swear, Bobby.

Go ahead, get out of here. Go back to
what you were doing.

Pretty convincing.

Now where?

I don't know.

Yeah?

Robert?

Oh, hi.

Just a second.

It's my mother.

Listen, can we do this tomorrow?

9 a .m., tomorrow morning in the office.

Behave yourself. Thanks, Mom.

Hi, Mom.

Yeah, you having fun?

We were.

Listen, Robert, when we walked out to
Cheyenne's car, the doors were thrown

and the tires were all slashed.

Well, where are you?

In Buster's.

Brady's back at the car.

What? It's all right. A cop in a police
car was just coming around.

One cop in a police car?

Yes. All right, well, listen, Mom, you
know what? Stay put. I'm on my way,

All right.

Why not? I mean, it's the way you feel
safest, right?

See, that's why I like to take all my
girls, you know, in their own bedroom.

That way they know, you see, that I can
do whatever, whenever, basically

wherever I want to.

Look, I don't know. No, you look, all
right? This talking thing you're doing,

it's not going to get you anywhere, all
right? And if you scream, I'll tape your

mouth shut. You understand me?

Of course it won't matter, because
there's no one around who's going to

hear you anyway.

What did you do with Bobby?

I roasted him over a pit.

Look, I don't know what I did to you.

See, that's the thing. I actually
believe you. You don't know.

I don't know.

What about contempt?

Do you know about that?

You smile, that little smile, turning me
down so politely. And all the time,

what are you doing? You're laughing at
me.

No, I wasn't. Yes, you were. What,
because I'm a cop? What, like I'm a

dumb slob and I couldn't do anything
about it? So you thought.

Where's Brittany?

The last time I saw her, she was right
here.

Well, let me tell you something.

This is no accident.

Listen, on the phone you had told me
that one cop in a patrol car came here

help you. Is that right?

Right. One cop in a patrol car, Mom? Are
you sure?

Positive. Why?

Because that night, especially in this
neighborhood, all patrol cars take on a

partner. It's a department policy.

Dear God, what do we do?

I'm going to call Shia's line and see if
Brittany's there.

Cut off early?

See, I know where you get your whole act
from.

You're just like Cheyenne, you know
that?

Brittany. You're gonna tell me, though,
that you honestly don't think nobody

sees right through you?

Nobody knows you're laughing at them?

What'd you say about me?

I didn't say anything, I swear.

Come on, let's go.

No, wait, Robert.

Try that call one more time.

Why? Because I gave Cheyenne that
answering machine. It has this feature

you can listen in.

To listen to what? The messages, Mom?

No, no. To what's going on in the room.

You lie so good, you don't even know
you're doing it.

I'm not lying to you.

Yeah? What about yesterday?

When you left the station house with
Bobby, what are you going to tell me?

weren't talking about me then?

I was just saying what...

You hear the wheels turning.

I'm not lying, I swear.

Shut up.

How do I do it? Just call.

Press in her code when you hear the
message.

Hi, this is Cheyenne.

Then hit seven.

You got it. I want you to enjoy this,
Brittany.

Just like it's your last time.

If I am such a trash, why are you
risking your life on me?

Shut up!

Come on, Mom, let's go. Come on.

You think you can get whatever you want,
don't you?

Just because you've got this face and
you've got this body, no one's ever

to say no to you.

Isn't that right?

I know you.

So well.

You don't know me?

You have invented some sort of sick
fantasy.

You know, this is exactly the kind of
snotty, bitch remark that I would expect

from you. Look, Denny.

Don't interrupt me, all right?

Hello? Reno, it's me. Meet me at the
house. I think the raves just got

I am really going to thoroughly enjoy
wiping that phony little smile off your

face. You've done it.

In about a minute, you're going to be
begging at my feet.

Like a little doggie.

Who is this Denny, anyway?

Denny Martin, the cop at Central Bookie
Farm.

But Pete doesn't even know Brittany. Oh,
yes, he does. I introduced them.

And he broke into the house that first
night?

Trying to find out where she was
staying.

And he trailed her to the beach?

Probably saw the jag take off, assumed
that she was in it. He's probably been

laying low for her ever since last
night.

For God's sake, hurry, baby, hurry.

Tons of thought about this moment.

This is exact.

Enough, son.

All right? Yeah.

Oh,

pretty.

You okay?

Hey. Indians to the rescue, right?

is pretty with my car. She was supposed
to be back from the garage an hour ago.

She's on her way. Listen, have you
thought any more about my proposal?

Moving up here, you mean? No, I don't
think so.

Why not?

Too boring.

Where have you

been? And where is my car?

Mom, this is your car.

The other Jag's tranny was totaled.

But the insurance will never cover this.

That old Jag had 80 ,000 miles on it.
I'll be lucky to get cab fare.

Mom, it's a gift from me.

Robert, I can't accept this. It's too
expensive.

Oh, I could keep it for you.

No. I'm just kidding. Listen, Mom, you
know what? This is the least I could do

after all those things I've put you
through.

Consider it a next year's early
Christmas gift.

Oh, all right.

Thank you, baby.

Mom, I love you.

I love you, too.

Now, get out of here. Come on.

Bye, Rudy.

Bye. Take care. You know what? Keep it
under 100, you understand?

Of course.

And, Mom, come back soon.

I will.

I'll make you my famous peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.